Mr.Wyvern called, but even him she begged through a servant to excuse her; her mother likewise came, and her she talked with for a few minutes, then pleaded headache.

At nine o'clock in the evening she went to her bedroom.

She had a soporific at hand, remaining from the time of her illness, and in dread of a sleepless night she had recourse to it.
It seemed to her that she had slept a very long time when a great and persistent noise awoke her.

It was someone knocking at her door, even, as she at length became aware, turning the handle and shaking it.
Being alone, she had locked herself in.

She sprang from bed, put on her dressing-gown, and went to the door.